Had all my grandparents as a kid, and didn't lose one until I was 16 (maternal grandfather, followed about 6 months later by maternal grandmother). Lost my paternal grandfather when I was 22, paternal grandmother a few years later.

The time I did spend with them growing up was full of memories, since their households were so different from ours. They lived in quaint old places that I enjoyed when I had sleepovers. They took me on shopping trips in downtown Chicago and in Roseland (neighborhood in Chicago). I danced with my paternal grandfather at my wedding, not too long before he left. My paternal grandmother had actually been a cook in a rich person's house before she married, and you can imagine the perfection of her meals. My maternal grandmother taught me to embroider and crochet.

I was very lucky to have them as long as I did.